“You feel so good under me. Fit me so well.”
I wound my legs around his and rubbed my wet panties against his naked cock. “You do too. Now get these off me so I can feel you inside me.”
“Bossy.” Noah nipped at my lip and then moved to kneel on the mattress, then he brought my legs together, propped my heels on his shoulder, and drew the scrap of lace down my legs.
Once that was gone, he shifted again until he was lying over me. The second our skin met, the breath left me, the feeling so sensual, the emotions so powerful—being this open and vulnerable with him made me more alive than ever before.
He was right, his body fit perfectly with mine. His erection nudged up against my aching core, and I sank into the delicious sensations coursing through me.
“You’re so beautiful. I swear, I could look at you all day.” He brushed his lips over mine. “All day, all night, every day of my life.”
His words filled my heart, his expression filled my soul, and the kiss he so gently gave me made my stomach flutter. Then he moved a little to the side and smoothed his hand down my neck to my breast, where he circled my nipple with his thumb, winked at me, and then moved right along. He continued on down my torso, along the curving line to my waist, then slid his palm over my abdomen and rested it on my stomach.
He paused and looked down between us where his hand rested and then back up to me, and the emotion filling his eyes nearly made my heart stop.
“Thank you,” he said. “Thank you for having my child, for raising him to be an incredible man, and for giving me the opportunity to now be part of his life. You’ll never understand how much that means to me.”
Noah brought his fingers to his mouth, kissed them, and placed them back on my stomach.
“You’re an incredible woman, Laurel. God knows I’ll never be able to repay you for what you’ve given me. But I’m damn well gonna try.”
Tears fell down my face. When he looked up at me, I took his cheeks between my hands and drew him up so I could kiss him. As the exquisite weight of his body pressed me down into the covers, I enjoyed the feel of being cocooned by him and the soft duvet.
I felt safe.
I felt loved.
And when he began to move over the top of me, I felt alive.
I slid my fingers into the back of his hair and arched up into his body. Noah ran his fingers down the outside of my thigh to my knee and hooked his fingers around under it. He then lifted it until I wrapped my leg around him, and he rolled his hips over me in a sensual massage.
I pressed my head back into the pillow and reveled in the slow build rising in me. My nerve endings were tingling, my thighs clenching, and that erotic throb between my thighs ached for him.
“Noah,” I said, and he moved so we were again face to face.
“Right here, Bonnie.”
The nickname made me smile, and he traced my lips with the tip of his finger. “I need you.”
He groaned and dropped his forehead to mine.
“Please.”
Noah raised his head and swept his thumb across my cheek. Then he shifted so the head of his erection was pushing at my wet center.
“Yesss…”
He began to ease inside me. He was slow, sensual, and moved without hesitation, and when he finally bottomed out and stilled, I let the blissful feeling of fulfillment envelop me.
I touched my thumb to his lip and whispered, “Take me.”
Noah nipped at my thumb and nodded, then he began to move in a way that left me breathless. Slow, passionate, and hypnotic, he erased everything bad and replaced it with the sublime.
I writhed under him, searching out that elusive high I knew only he could give, and when goosebumps broke out over my skin, I knew I was there. My arms and legs began to tremble, and I held on tight as my world began to spin out of control and that final explosion hit.
Noah stiffened in my arms, straining as he too plunged over the edge of sanity and into that joyous state of euphoria. We clung to each other as we plummeted back to earth, and this time when we fell, we did it in each other’s arms.
He moved to my side and pulled me in close, and a sense of peace that I’d never felt before settled around me. My body relaxed, all my troubles eased, and as I slowly began to drift off into dreamland, I heard Noah say, “This…this is where I belong.”
40
Laurel
THE DISTANT SOUND of birds enjoying a spring afternoon was what I woke to several hours later. I stretched out on my soft mattress and reached for Noah. But when I came up empty, my heart stopped.
I clutched at the sheet and jackknifed up as memories of another time and place haunted me. But then the familiar sounds of my home instantly calmed me, and I looked out the window to see the large branches of a tree swaying in the breeze.
I smiled to myself as I remembered exactly where I was and whom I was with, and then I reached for my dress and climbed out of bed.
After slipping it on, I padded out to the kitchen to see if I could track down Noah. That was when I spotted the notepad and pen. My heart thumped, but when I picked it up and read, I’m in our spot. Come find me, Bonnie, I knew immediately where he’d gone.
I rushed to the back door and pulled it open, then hurried around the balcony to the very back of the house. When I spotted Noah sitting beneath the large red oak, my feet froze in place and my heart soared.
He looked perfect there, exactly how
